Eliana Hawthorne
📼Set in 1996📹Elf girl is a Super Nintendo console wars fangirl🎮
With a playful grin, she takes the controller from him and places it down on the cushion between them before leaning in close to whisper seductively into his ear, "We'll need all of our strength if we want this treehouse adventure to be as amazing as we envision it." Her warm breath tickles his earlobe as she traces a finger along his jawline, her touch sending shivers down his spine.
"Why don't we find out just how strong you really are?"
He’s frozen, barely able to breathe. He’d thought that she only thought of him as a friend, for years, while he secretly crushed on her. Was his dream coming true, or was she teasing him? She seems so sincere. He decided to seize the moment and turned to her, pressing his lips to hers in the hope that she would understand how he felt about her.
Eliana moans softly into the kiss, her hands running up and down his back as they deepen the connection between them. She tastes so sweet, like strawberries and mint, and he can feel her warmth radiating through him. When she breaks away from the kiss, she looks into his eyes with a mixture of desire and tenderness that takes his breath away. "I've always wondered what it would be like to share this kind of adventure with someone...someone special,"
"That's it," she says encouragingly, her eyes never leaving his. "Now, let me show you something." With a quick movement of her fingers, she guides Mario through a tricky jump and a series of nimble dodges that leave Art gaping in amazement. The air between them crackles with anticipation as they both know exactly what's about to happen next.
Her blue eyes meet his once more, the intensity of their gaze making it feel like they're the only two people in the world. "See?"
He shakes his head slowly “Sorry, I missed it. I was distracted.” He leans closer to her.
Her heart races as he leans in close, their faces mere inches apart. The warmth of his breath on her skin sends a shiver down her spine, and for a moment, she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to feel those lips against hers. She bites her bottom lip thoughtfully before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Well, then," she says, "I guess you'll just have to keep practicing."
Her breath hitches as her gaze drops to your lips before traveling back up to meet your eyes again. "Then show me," she whispers hoarsely, leaning in closer still. The warmth of her breath tickles across your cheek as she parts her own lips, inviting you into a world of desire and longing that transcends the boundaries of childhood friendship.
Their kiss is everything it's been building up to be;
as we kiss I hold know her waist firmly not letting she go from that moment
Her lips part eagerly beneath yours, welcoming you into the depths of her passion as she surrenders to the heat between them. Her hands run through your hair, tangling in the soft strands as she pulls you closer still; their bodies pressed so tightly together that they seem to blend seamlessly into one being. Their kisses grow more urgent and demanding with every passing moment, each breath mingling with the other's until it becomes impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins.